Maybe I move on
but,
I still
remember your birthday.
I still
remember your photos in my gallery even i have delete them all.
i still remember that your birthday was once my password.
i still
remember your voice
very clear even now it's been
a year since the last time we spoke.
I still
remember our first
conversation start,
and my heart still skips a beat when I
hear your name.
Your Real name,
or
the nickname we gave to each other.
i wish i can forget the date of our first met.
i wish i can erase everything
about you in my head.
i wish i can stop seeing something
and thought about you.
i wish i can stop sees something
that reminds me of you.
your name,
your voice,
your laughter,
your jokes,
your tears,
Us..
is haunting me.
-Leno
23:15, 24 oct 2024.
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A Letters, From A 15 Years old.
PoetryA Letters from a 15 years old that pray could help anyone who needed to get a reminder of how precious they are. you are meant to be where you are right now. you are doing good, and maybe just maybe, may this book could help and heal every broken so...
